Escape

Maria bit her lip as she pulled her skirt on over the ovipositor harness. The blue tip hung just past the lip of the skirt. "Honey..." she said as she looked at Lois. "I don't have time to explain, but we have to get you out of here."

Lois placed a hand on her stomach as a sudden wave of nausea hit her, and made a weak attempt to stand. The barmaid dragged the half-naked reporter to her feet. She eyed the bottomless woman's exposed pussy and ass.

"No time for pants." Maria said as she wrapped Lois' jacket around the drunken reporter's waist, to cover her front, leaving her bare butt hanging out. Together, they staggered out of the bathroom and back into the club.

The noise and shift in light hit Lois hard. She did her best to stagger in the direction that Maria led her, but only the barmaid kept them on a relatively straight line. A few people whistled as they saw the duo stagger past, but not too many; the rush was on, and the club was too rowdy and crowded for two women to make much attention as they headed for the door.

Still, Lois felt exposed, and her cheeks burned at the kiss of air on her bare ass, imagined the strangers looking at her...wondered if they could see the black circle of the butt plug, holding in all those slowly-dissolving eggs...

They were skirting the dance floor when the first cameraphone flashed.

Lois halted, mortified, legs suddenly weak at the thought.

That's on the internet forever.

Maria grabbed her arm and pulled her a few steps. A noise was going up in the crowd, more flashes...and as Lois looked around, worryingly, she saw security begin to move towards them.

Lois swore under her breath...but Maria acted. Hands lifted Lois' shirt up, forcing the reporter's arm's above her head; exposing her bra. The barmaid reached around and unclasped it. The reporter could hear the ssh-click of the phones as they went off, the flashes getting more frequent...she was half-naked and getting shot from almost every angle, but the shirt covered her face.

Maria threw the black satin bra into the crowd, right at the foot of the closest security goon. There was a virtual stampede for it, and in the confusion, tits bouncing and bare-assed, Lois gunned it for the door. Maria was right by her side.